Closing that door.

We were going to get married next Saturday. At least I thought we were; in hindsight, I don't think he really ever intended to go through with it. He is a wonderful man, and he loved me terribly, but I'd have never been happy. If things had only gone a little differently, our beautiful little baby would just be learning to walk and talk. And we'd be getting married in a week.

so so so.